Jasmine Cruz Sex Dating ❤️❤️

About Rio de Janeiro

Oi mate, blimey, sex-dating, eh? What a bloomin’ circus! Me, Boris, Technical Writer extraordinaire, I reckon it’s a right old faff, but thrilling too—like riding a wonky Boris Bike downhill! Saw this lass on Tinder once, profile said "loves adventure," turns out she meant shagging in a tent—got me chuffed, then knackered! Reminds me of *The Master*, that cracking flick—Freddie Quell, mad as a hatter, chasing skirts and booze, “You’re not an animal, you’re a man!”—same vibe with sex-dating, innit? All primal, messy, glorious chaos.

We’re all about confidence.

Me talking to other sex workers: Committing to this work is the best decision I have ever made. I feel like the luckiest woman alive. Me talking to women who.

Oh gosh, the weather! Sunny one minute, drizzly next. Typical Cruz, right? Sometimes I get all pissed off when rain makes my day all gloomy. Then I remember, “Be like water, my friend,” sorta like them Kung Fu masters in my fav flick. It’s all chill in the end.

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